#end of summer festival

[sleepflowers]

I can hear fireworks from my apartment<3

[violetmoondaughter]

Blessed Lughnasadh🕯️🌽

[flowerakatsuka]

gay ppl @ a summer festival, what will they do??

[valentjin]

filed under "screenshots of Raphael that look like VN romance cgs"

[because-its-eurovision]

so I just heard I'm gonna be unemployed after this month :) hooray

[emgoesmed]

9/11/2023

"We are the individual nerve impulses of the world, fractions of an instant, barely the part of it that permits the change from plus to minus, or maybe the other way around, and keeps everything in constant flux."

-Olga Tokarczuk, Flights

[skylordhorus]

well today i found out that illuminated autumn carnival parades arent really a thing in the rest of the country, and for some reason this has absolutely baffled me??

like hey british pals, do you have a parade of brightly lit themed floats submitted by various surrounding towns that march through the area on a saturday night sometime between september and november?

[evermorre]

can’t believe all the ttpd songs i’m losing AND I Carrion live with lucy all in ONE WEEK

[meganechan05]

So if the KingOhger Movie comes out on July 28, between episodes 21 and 22, and this week's episode (17) brings back the Tyrant King Racles Arc, we essentially have 5 episodes of the Ohsama Sentai VS Racles. Which makes sense because so far a lot of the arcs have been 5-6 episodes.

Episodes 1-5 : Intro to each kingdom and their Kings

Episodes 6-10 : New Alliance Arc

Episodes 11-15 : Jeramie Intro Arc

Episode 16 is kinda an in-between episode considering it's part of the God's Wrath Arc that started in Episode 7 and Jeramie didn't involve himself in the Rita story as he was busy with the meeting between Racles and Desnarak. He only joined the fight because Kamejim was working behind the scenes against Gokkan for reasons he's not sure about. (Though I'm curious if he has intel on Karras and Shiron and if his hibernation ended before or after Karras's supposed death.)

Though 16 can be considered part of the King-Oh v. Racles Arc despite the directors changing 16-17 instead of 15-16 simply because of the negotiations actually starting and the first attack on N'kosopa.

Then that would make the King-Oh v Racles Arc be 16-20, 21 being a filler, and 22 being Gira actually sitting on the Shugoddom throne. But only if the movie preview showing his coronation is actually true of him being crowned King and not some dream sequence.

[cfdepths]

closed starter: mayumi & freyja helvig - @gxst event: end of summer festival

The bonfires were lit and the festival was in full bloom. People were dancing and celebrating all around her as far as she could see. Through the crowd she spotted a familiar face. Grabbing two mugs of mead, she made her way across the room towards Mayumi. "I hope you're getting a break to celebrate the festival." She presented the mug to her new friend. "I think it's safe to say with the way things are going, we may have to delay our lesson for tomorrow," she chuckled. "Are you enjoying the festival?"

[oflights]

i am begging the resident drarry new yorkers to write this. pleading on my knees.

i just need a plot!!! and to finish 5000 other things!! the plot can't be "drarry in new york" even though, knowing me, i could probably bang out 10k pointless words of that lol

[hotdyke-hardstyle]

clawing the walls begging miss de angelis to release a new mix

[nicklloydnow]

“On the simplest level this Russian film, which won its stars, Grigory Dobrygin and Sergei Puskepalis, best actor awards at the 2010 Berlin International Film Festival, is a suspenseful man-braving-the-elements adventure movie in which every excursion beyond the shabby cabin where the men live and work is fraught with physical peril. Communications to the central station (to which they transmit climatological data via two-way radio) are carried on through a haze of static. That station is their lifeline to the outside world.

But “How I Ended This Summer” is also a psychological thriller in which their mutual distrust deteriorates into a potentially deadly game of cat and mouse. Sergei Gulybin (Mr. Puskepalis), a taciturn, bearish man in his 50s with years of experience on the job, and Pavel Danilov (Mr. Dobrygin), a recent college graduate hired as his summer assistant, metaphorically represent the old Russia and the new.

In the old Russia you stoically do as you are told to the best of your abilities; in the new, disobedience, shirking and petulance have replaced an unquestioned devotion to duty. The old Russia is symbolized by a technological relic: an abandoned nuclear electrical generator on the island. In the new Russia the device is a curiosity that becomes a potential murder weapon.

(…)

“How I Ended This Summer” begins slowly, the better to steep you in an atmosphere of drabness and chill and a sense of being trapped in a limbo where time stretches out endlessly. You might even describe its austerely beautiful but intimidating Arctic Circle setting (the movie was filmed on the northernmost tip of Chukotka in extreme northeastern Siberia) as a circle of hell. It being summer, the temperature remains above freezing, and the sun, hovering low on the horizon, filters through the fog and clouds to create pastel-shaded layers of shifting indirect light.

In Pavel Kostomarov’s cinematography, which won an award for outstanding artistic achievement at the Berlin festival, the camera repeatedly pulls back to observe the characters from afar and evoke the crushing metaphysical weight of this empty landscape on the humans inching along in the distance. You can feel how the barrenness, along with the incessant low roar of wind and waves, punctuated by the plaintive mewing of the gulls, can slowly drive people mad. Sergei relates a cautionary tale of a conflict between two meteorologists that ended in a shooting death.

(…)

Above all “How I Ended This Summer” is a merciless contemplation of the fragile human psyche under siege. Engulfed by a vast unknown, without the protective distractions of civilization, you have only your insecure, frightened inner voice to guide you. This ultimate measure of one’s mettle is a test that many of us would probably fail.”

“Eight years ago, Popogrebsky made his directorial debut with Roads to Koktebel, a road movie in which a penniless, alcoholic former aero-engineer makes a journey with his 12-year-old son from Moscow to a rundown Crimean seaside town where he once worked in happier times. It was a most accomplished work, reminiscent of Tarkovsky and De Sica. His new film, while hardly mainstream, takes up themes from Koktebel but gradually shunts them into a more conventional direction.

In the earlier film one suspected a lurking allegory about contemporary Russia. Here it is unavoidable. "I would never intentionally put elements of parable into my story," Popogrebsky has said. "However, if the story grows beyond the concrete time and place in which it is set, and if it strikes some universal or personal chord in a viewer, for me this means that my mission has been accomplished." I find it impossible, in the film's complex moral resolution, not to see Sergei and Pavel as representing different sides of Putin's Russia, one shaped by older traditional ways, the other struggling to discover a new set of values.

At the 2010 Berlin festival, Sergei Puskepalis and Grigory Dobrygin rightly shared the prize for best actor, while Pavel Kostomarov's haunting, evocative and at times breathtaking photography received the Silver Bear for artistic achievement. The film itself went on to win the best film award at last year's London film festival.”

[ministry-of-dark-magic]

*wally is staring out the window of the bedroom at the snow falling*

*home sat down next to him, setting his head on their shoulder* [You alright?]

Yeah. Just watching the snow.

*home looked out the window as well* [Its gonna be a bit before it stops]

Heh. Right in time for the winter festival aint it?

[That it is.]

I wonder what Poppy's going to bake this time.

[cheekblush]

not having any friends is truly heartbreaking

[emgoesmed]

9/12/2023

On night shifts this week, wishing it was still the weekend so I could wander among the street festivals, bask in the sunshine, read good books, and smell fresh flowers.